I'm on a conference call at the office right now. And here I am, wearing my earphones and blasting music as high as I can to block out the scratchy voices, boring terms and irrelevant arguments. It's hard; the voices are coming out so loudly from the phone speakers, and I keep hearing bits and parts of words sneaking into my ears: 'the cynicism around this'... 'there is a synergy involved in the delivery of'... 'but this is not where we are going to put our time and energy'... 'clear consensus from the grassroots'...

But wait, I'm starting to master the capacity to block them out now. With every minute that goes by I seem to zone into the music flooding into my brain. Soon I will forget that a conference call is taking place and that it means nothing - nothing! - to me today. I'm trying to think of other things... Oh, here's a funny thought: my sister informed me this weekend that her partner Mona, whom she met while living in Berlin, is actually acquainted with the Kings of Convenience. Apparently the Norwegians in Berlin tend to find themselves within the German crowd and drink beer together sometimes. Apparently one of the Kings is really obnoxious. I think that is both funny and disappointing. What else? I'm not myself today, I'm trying to think of other things.

So we got a surprise phone call early this morning. The call was too early, the results came too early. So send your love, all your love, every little bit of love you can muster and send M's way.

Shit, the voices from the call are back and now I'm all over the place. Did someone ask me a question? The music I hear is confusing me. Where did I put that information? Where did I put my care?